Gabby's Run by M.D. Massey

Gabby's Run by M.D. Massey

Author:M.D. Massey [Massey, M.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Modern Digital Publishing
Published: 2016-06-26T05:00:00+00:00


17

LIGHT

Later that day, a loud bang from the kitchen woke me up from a deep sleep. I had my hand on my pistol and was sliding out from under the bed before I’d even identified the sound. As my mind caught up with my reactions, I realized that it was the sound of a can of beans or soup falling off a counter. I heard whispering coming from the kitchen, and froze in place to identify how many people I might be fighting to get out of the house.

A young girl’s voice was the first to break the silence. “Raleigh! Be quiet, already. Sheesh. How many times do I have to tell you to be quiet when we’re scavving supplies?”

“Aw, heck, Violet—ain’t no deaders in here. If there was, we’d have already heard them.” It was a boy’s voice, not yet past puberty.

“Duh! I know that, stupid. But what if there are punters around? This place has been shut up tight every time we’ve checked it, so someone had to have unlocked that door. Besides, the deaders outside can hear pretty good. You want them waiting for us when we leave?”

The boy released a frustrated sigh. “Why you always have to be on my case, Vi?”

“Stop changing the subject. I’m always on your case because you’re my stupid little brother, and I don’t want to have to explain to Dad why you got eaten by a deader. Now, c’mon—let’s pack this haul up and get it back to the house.”

“Alright. But let me check the back rooms to see if there’s anything worth taking.”

“Gah! You and your toys,” the girl named Violet replied. “Go ahead, but don’t take long.”

I ducked back under the bed, and waited while Raleigh rifled through the other rooms. I almost bolted for the front door, but was worried that the girl might spook. There was no telling what weapons they carried or who they might tell about me. After my run-in with the punters at Cinnamon’s place, I wasn’t in the mood to risk getting shot or ratted out. I waited quietly and hoped that the boy wouldn’t find me.

I heard him enter the girl’s room. “Ugh, gross,” he exclaimed. “Nothing but girl stuff. Moving on,” he muttered. Soon he was inside the room with me, opening drawers and rummaging through the closet.

“Clothes, clothes. More clothes.” He stopped searching for a moment. “Hey, nice jacket. Don’t mind if I do.”

Raleigh continued rattling around the room, tearing through drawers and searching the place thoroughly for anything of use. I remained completely still and waited patiently for him to finish and leave. Soon I heard his footsteps heading toward the door, and nearly sighed in relief.

“Oops, almost forgot.” He turned on his heels and plodded toward the bed.

You have to be freaking kidding me! Just my luck to get the one kid who was the most thorough scav in all the Outlands. I slid my pistol from the holster and held it ready.

He walked over to the bed and knelt down, drawing the sheets back that I’d pulled down to hide my presence.



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